It had only been a year since their sister died. Yes it took a tole on her to but the person who took it the hardest was her twin brother. Ever since their sister died he had gone into depression. The more she tried to help him the more he just pulled away from her and stopped talking to her. They fought now and it seemed like their friendship was not going anywhere. Right now she was sleeping trying to get some rest before tomorrow. They shared the same room just like they did when they were kids but now seemed so different. A light sheet covered her body since she was warm and a light breeze filtered through the room. She had left the window open that night.

Walking in late James went quietly over to the dresser and removed his wallet and keys and a little bit of change from his pockets as he looked over at the window. His sister was always warm blooded and needed to be cold in able to sleep. He gave a smile at her as she sleep on as he really did love her, but she had also tried to control his feelings and life. Sighing James went to the bathroom and got ready for bed, slipping into his night clothes he slid in bed and laid there thinking of his little sister.

When he came back into the room after going to the bathroom and then came back. She was not trying to control his feelings and life just try and get him over the death of his sister. Slowly she sat up in the bed and looked at him. "Your home." she whispered then yawned wondering where he had been all that time.

"Like I said OUT." James turned back over on the bed and mumbled something that involved none of your business, as he closed his eyes. Everything in his world had seemed to be torn from him as his sister died. James was an outgoing sports guy, captain of the football team, had a beautiful girlfriend, and was even giving a college scholarship to Jamestown. But the die his young sister died James started to change almost over night. He stopped showing up for school, running off at all hours of the night, and had even been arrested a couple of times for underage drinking.

She winced when he yelled at her. All she was doing was trying to make conversation with him. All this attitude was because of their sister dieing but did he have to take it out on her? For a few moments she watched him knowing he was faking sleeping but gave a soft sigh. Tears running down her cheeks before laying back down on the pillow. A few sniffles could be heard as she was crying over the fact of him doing this to her. She turned around to face the wall away from him and waited for sleep to come to her.

James over heard her cryings and really did want to comfort her, but his new found way of thinking stopped him. He remebered how tight they used to be, but everything was different now. He was different. Finally sleep came to him, and he woke up early the nextmorning before she did as he took his wallet and keys from the dresser he tried to sneak past her bed and out the door without waking her.

She could hear her twin leaving the room and she wanted him to stay with her but she thought he wouldn't. A few moments later she turns to the other side watching him leave almost saying something to stop him. Please don't go She thinks to herself hoping their twin telepathy is still working.

James was just at the door when he had a feeling not so much a voice but like his sister was a wake and wanted to say something to him. It had been way to long since the last time they used this and it was like the feelings were coming across an ocean. james turned to look at her laying there on her bed, and he walked over sitting down on the edge. "You want something?"

When he came back she was afraid that he was going to yell at her. At least their gift still worked. It had been so long since they used it. "I just want to talk without you getting mad at me." She whispered then looked at him this time she had tears in her eyes. She hardly cried and the last time she cried was when her sister died.

Now she knew what he was getting at. A few moments later she was sitting up afraid to comfort him but she did. "I know I miss her to. I don't let it consume me though." She put a hand on his shoulder afraid he might leave though. (one last post after this one and I have go to)

Holding his sister he said. "I am sorry sometimes I just get so angry and can't help it. Why? Why did it have to be her? Why couldn't it of been me instead." He pulled away from his sister and looked down at the floor.

"I...I can't think about this now." He stood up and paced the room, turning to look at her every once and a while he said. "I need sometime sis, this is just to much to soon." He turned and walked over to the door and gave her a smile as he headed into the living room.